Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

brought her back to her

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

coldly,

take the pieces out, he had to cut them in her

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

to see her in such a pain.

"No --"

the knife touched

was almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly

hand back,

while, the blood stained Tracy's and

were full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic

she spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming

dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening

much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

at him ironically.

he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

He pulled her to a chair

me to care about you? How

He snorted.

still so furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

you

to threaten.

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a long

she was going

"A little bit painful..."

said with

skipped a beat when

flashed through

she was still unwilling

didn't say anything but stared

feel painful,

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind and

sharp knife at the

to be stabbed into her flesh. She

rose from the bottom of

was also because her own thought

very well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

didn't know whether it was

was a little hesitant when he felt the

so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep

sharp pain in her palm seemed

the knife cutting

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her

eyes finally could not help bursting into

lips were cut

cry out several

"Idiot --"

was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her.